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Iowa Day 

October 25, 1918 



lo^va Day and Patriotistn 



Friday, October Twenty-fiftK 

Nineteen Hundred Eighteen 



" Lafayette, We Are Here " 

General Pershing at the Tomb of Lafayette 




ALBERT M. DEYOE 

Superintendent of Public Instruction 

H. C. Hollinfesworth, Chief Clerk 



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FOREWORD 

Two years ago there was an apparent awakening of interest 
in the things that Iowa was accomplishing, when the Iowa 
Day observance was suggested through the publication of a 
bulletin by the Department of Public Instruction. Last year 
the idea gained headway with splendid results; and, now the 
Department is expecting increased interest in the observ- 
ance of Iowa Day, Friday, October 25, 1918, when the day 
will be devoted to stimulating loyal and patriotic sentiment 
under the leadership of our public schools. 

When this state is known to have stood at the head of the 
column of states in its low per cent of illiteracy; when the 
Hawkeye state is credited with having carried off the highest 
honors in agricultural products shown at the world's great 
expositions ; when her superiority in most types of Animal Hus- 
bandry is acknowledged everywhere ; when her name has won 
fame and excellent credit throughout the marts of the world, 
it is very proper that these facts be recited until every person 
in our fair state shall know them as a part of his general fund 
of knowledge. If these things shall move us to an observance 
of one day in the year 1918 as Iowa Day, with what enthusiasm 
should we observe such a day when we reflect upon the record 
our state has made in the sale of Thrift Stamps, in War Sav- 
ing Stamps, in Liberty Bonds and in the wonderful contribu- 
tion our people have made to the Red Cross and hundreds of 
other benevolent and charitable institutions and undertakings. 

Again, when we see beautiful service flags on every hand; 
in the windows of cottages and mansions, farm homes and 
shops, banks and mills, offices and forge rooms, club rooms 
and church auditoriums, and realize that "the bravest and best" 
of our manhood has put on the uniform of the American sol- 
dier, taken up the rifle and gone forth to prove to the world 
that Iowa men are willing to fight to the death a domineering 
and an arrogant foe to freedom, it produces such feelings of 
pride in our hearts that we cannot refrain from voicing the 
sentiment to the whole world that we are proud of our state 
and her achievements and doubly proud of our gallant soldier 
boys. 

May the people of Iowa respond most heartily to this call. 
More than all else, may the appreciation of our people for what 
the fighting lowans in foreign fields are doing be so voiced in 
prayer, in story, in song and in speech, that our gallant soldier 
lads, hearing that the Hawkeye state is back of her sons, will 
leap to their posts of duty, go over the top and never stop in 
their onward march to Berlin until the military and autocratic 
spirit of the despicable Hun is broken; so that, never again 
will those who love freedom be called upon to wage war in 
her or any other name. A, M. Deyoe, 

Superintendent of Public Instruction. 

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INTRODUGTIOiN 



The teaching of patriotism should not be confined to special 
days, but should be a part of the daily program in every pub- 
lic school throughout the year. 

The flag should be raised every morning and the proper 
salute given by all the children. The singing of the Star Span- 
gled Banner and other patriotic songs should be of frequent 
occurrence. 

A short, patriotic reading or recitation may be given each 
morning as a part of the opening exercises. Selections in this' 
bulletin may be used for this purpose. No greater opportunity 
for the system.atic teaching of patriotism has ever presented' 
itself, than that afforded by the stirring times in which we 
are living. Teachers should not fail to use the oppor- 
tunity. In preparing this bulletin we have had in mind the 
one thought of stimulating a more patriotic devotion to duty 
and to the claims of our country, and a closer adherence to the 
principles of liberty set forth in the Declaration of Independ- 
ence and embodied in the Constitution of the United States. 

The motto of our state — "Our liberties we prize and our 
rights we will maintain," should be instilled into the hearts of 
our children. 

Appreciation is hereby expressed to William Leander Sheetz 
cf Burlington, Iowa, for permission to print and use his song, 
"The United States" ; also to the American Red Cross for the 
privilege of inserting the song entitled, "Behind the Guns in 
France," and to those who contributed material for the school 
programs. We also wish to express our thanks to other 
lowans whose patriotic words we have been privileged to 
include in these pages. Selections have also been made from 
the addresses of President Wilson and other leading citizens of 

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our country and prominent representatives of our Allies, 
which are among the choicest selections of patriotic literature. 

Following is a suggestive program for Iowa Day, which may 
be modified to suit local conditions : 

SUGGESTIVE PROGRAM. 
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Music, "The Star Spangled Banner." 

Saluting the Flag. 
Reading the Governor's Letter. 
Recitation. 
Heading-. 

Music, "The United States," by William Leander Sheetz. 
Reading 
Recitation 

(Selections should be taken from this Bulletin.) 
Address, Local Speaker. 

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School Pageant with suitable Music. 
(See Bulletin.) 
Music, (by audience) "America." 

H. C. HoLLiNGswoRTH, Chief Clerk. 



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PAGE SIX 



IOWA. 

, W. L. HARDING. 

It is fitting and proper that on this 25th day of October 
our people pause, take note of Iowa, and celebrate in the pub- 
lic schools. 

Iowa is more than a bit of territory lying between two 
great rivers ; in fact, this is but the location of the state. Iowa 
is the sum total of the lives of all the men, women and chil- 
dren who have ever lived or do now live within its borders. 

Iowa has some scars. Every individual that does a wrong 
leaves a scar in the fair name of the state, and it takes the 
good acts of many people to overcome this bad effect. Iowa, 
however, is rich in the lives of noble men and women and boys 
and girls, who have left to those of us now privileged to dwell 
here their good deeds as capital with which to build. 

The material wealth with which we have been blessed is 
but a convenience for a great and good people to use to make 
the state what it ought to be, leader in the real, human 
progress among all the states of the union. 

Our cattle, our hogs, our grain are not Iowa; they are but 
evidences of the thrift, energy and resources of the state. 

The real Iowa is our schools, our churches, our homes, our 
men, our women, our boys, our girls. History does not record 
the fact that there was any 800-pound hogs in Iowa in 1861, 
but it is in the minds of all that our men and women sprang 
to the defense of the country at the request of President Lin- 
coln. 

States, like individuals, have character. That Iowa can be 
trusted and is looked to for leadership is due to the splendid 
men and women who have builded in" the past. The humble 
have had part in this character building as well as the more 
fortunate. Let this thought be your consolation and inspira- 
tion : it matters not what may b'e your lot or station, if 
you live a truly noble life, each day doing whatever good you 
may find to do, and avoiding evil, you are a worthy and helpful 
citizen of a great tsate. Know the real lasting Iowa ; her men, 
her women, her institutions. 

Executive Chamber, 

State House, Des Moines, Iowa. 

September 16, 191S. 

PAGE SEVEN 



THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS AND PATRIOTISM. 

ALBERT B. CUMMINS. 

If there are places where the tide of patriotism should run 
higher and stronger than in any others, they are in the 
schools of the United States, and especially in the schools of 
Iowa. If I felt that the boys and girls of America who, at 
this moment, are enjoying the inestimable advantages of free 
schools in a free and independent country were not whole- 
heartedly for complete victory in the gigantic conflict in which 
we are engaged, my hope for Christian civilization would dis- 
appear. 

Whatever may have been believed at one time, it is now 
clear that a German triumph in this world-wide war means 
the overthrow of our independence as a nation, the destruction 
of our institutions, the extinction of our hopes for the future 
and the ultimate subjugatin of our people. If Germany wins 
our schools will not be filled with earnest, buoyant, ambitious 
young men and wom.en eager to enter the paths of life which 
lead to high success and the most honorable stations, but 
with submissive, spiritless and timid souls content to obey the 
tyrannical commands of a brutal master. Who would barter 
his chance under the liberty and inspiration of America for 
the degradation of a conquered people! 

We will win, of course, but it is vitally important that we 
win, — completely, overwhelmingly. The insane ambition of 
the Prussian autocracy must be destroyed forever. The mili- 
tary power which sustains this mad malice against the world 
must be utterly destroyed. 

There is but one way to make it even reasonably certain 
that there will be honorable peace in the years to come. It is 
to disarm Germany and keep her disarmed. Before we reach 
this righteous end heavy burdens will fall upon us ,and we 
must bear them not only patriotically, but with ardor and en- 
thusiasm. Many of our best and bravest boys will give their 
lives on the battlefield, and our hearts will be filled with grief ; 
but we must always remember that they are dying like heroes 
and that their blood is the salvation of all future generations. 

We earnestly hope that this universal war may be the last 

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catastrophe of its kind which will ever scourge the human 
race. When the hate of humanity which now seems to inflame 
the German mind is burned out of the human family, the civil- 
ized world will take up in deep seriousness the task of making 
it impossible for any nation to bring such ruin and desola- 
ton upon the people of the earth as we are now witnessing. 

The boys and girls in the schools of the country will have 
their part in th.e great endeavor. It will be their contribution 
to the welfare of mankind. 

United States Senate, Washington, D. C, Sept. 12. 1918. 



THE ESSENCE OF PATRIOTISM. 

LAFAYETTE YOUNG, 
Cliairman of the Iowa Council of National Defense. 

I believe in the Bible and religion. I believe in the church 
and the school. I believe in education and every effort to- 
ward refinement. I believe in the outdoor life and in manly 
sports. I believe in giving the enthusiasm of youth a chance. 
I think every worthy perform.ance in a public school should 
be greeted with applause. Encouragement goes a great way 
in this world. I believe -in music and in flowers and shrubs. 
I believe every boy and, so far as possible, every girl should 
be taught to swim. Every boy should be a good horseback 
rider. He should know how to harness and unharness a team. 
He ought to know how to shoot a gun ; row a boat. He ought 
to know something about trees and their woods. He ought to 
be somewhat familiar with botany. We ought to let our lives 
out, instead of shutting our lives in. I believe in a democratic 
form of government. I believe in education as a means of 
making life enjoyable. I believe in the American flag and 
also in defending it. I am opposed to autocracy. I am in 
favor of the people electing the officers and authorizing them 
to make our own laws. I believe in manual labor. Men who 
are too indolent to work generally become criminals. They 
want the results of someone's else labor without performing 
any of their own. There can be no joy without labor and we 
ought to learn to put enthusiasm into labor. Then our tasks 
become easy, especially if we work for the benefit of somebody 
else and not solely for our own benefit. 

PAGE NINE 



'IOWA DAY" IN 1918. 

MRS. FRANCES E. WHITLEY, 
Chairman Women's Council National Defense— Iowa Division. 

The pupils in our public schools will, this year celebrate an 
"Iowa Day" different from any they have ever known. 

They will remember that thousands of the boys who once 
attended these schools are today far from the green hills 
and golden harvest fields of Iowa ; across the sea, on the battle- 
scarred soil of France, they are fighting for the principles of 
human liberty for which our countiy stands. 

We read from day to day of their splendid courage, their 
deeds of heroism, and our hearts beat high with love and 
pride. 

W^e see in the published "Roll of Honor" the names of those 
who have made the supreme sacrifice and we know that they 
have fallen, fighting our battles for us. 

As long as any of us live, we shall look back upon these 
years as a time when history was being made and the des- 
tinies of nations decided. 

There is something lacking in the nature of one who, remem- 
bering all these things, does not long to do something to 
help "the forces that fight for freedom." 

Such an opportunity is offered to every man and woman, 
to every pupil in our schools. By saving the food that we may 
share with our Allies, by helping in the Red Cross, by practic- 
ing economy and self-denial that we buy the War Savings 
Stamps and Liberty Loan bonds which provide funds for sup- 
plies and munitions and ships, by giving unswerving and loyal 
devotion to our country and flag, we may each have at least 
a small share in winning the war and bringing a victory 
which shall mean a better, kindlier, freer world. 



WHY WE ARE OVER THERE. 

N. E. KENDALL, 
From Memorial Day Address in Des Moines, May 30, 1918. 

American rights have been invaded, American blood has 
been spilled. American lives have been sacrificed, and we are 
at war. — not with the pioletariat or Geimany after it shall be 
undeceived, but with the autocracy of Germany until it shall 
be overwhelmed ; not with the ethics of Kant nor the literature 

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of Goethe nor the music of Wagner, but with the savagery of 
Hindenburg and the turpitude of Bernstorff and the diabolism 
of William the Second. It is the age old conflict between right 
and justice and liberty on the one hand, and wrong and oppres- 
sion and absolutis«i on the other. For us to remain isolated 
and aloof, to hesitate to spend and be spent, when these funda- 
mental forces are in death grapple, would be too paltry, too 
base, too infamous, to be contemplated. And so we unsheath 
again the sword which always enforces rectitude, and over it 
we unfurl again the flag which always symbolizes righteous- 
ness. We battle now as in the past for extirpation of despot- 
isms and the establishments of democracies ; for the expulsion 
of monarchs and the enfranchisement of men. This is the 
superb program to which we have unreservedly dedicated our- 
selves. And at this vital juncture I say to you this afternoon 
as Otis said to his Massachusetts neighbors after Bunker Hill 
— "No man can be passive while right is on the scaffold and 
wrong is on the throne !" — and as Douglass said to his Spring- 
field constituents after Sumpter — "Whoever is not for the gov- 
ernment is against it, and whoever is against the government 
is a traitor !" 

The exigency is alarming and our obligation is imperative, 
but we shall valiantly meet the one and faithfully discharge the 
other, for our noble boys are "over there" in unnumbered thou- 
sands for the rehabilitation of an afflicted world. Without re- 
gard to nationality, without reference to religion, without re- 
spect to politics, they have gone forth to war; to war for 
humanity, to war for us, to war for all the near and distant 
generations of the future. They are leaving all, giving all, 
suffering all, in the most stupendous service ever engrossed 
upon the calendar of time. We thank God that we can make 
the claim and have the claim allowed that from the general at 
his headquarters to the private in his dugout these boys are 
ours — the brightest ornaments which adorn the diadem of a 
free republic. Heaven bless them one and all ! But some of 
them will not return. 0, my dear friends, in the terrible trib- 
ulation which is before us may we remember Lexington and 
Saratoga and Yorktown, Shilo and Gettysburg and Chica- 
mauga, Manila Bay and San Juan and Santiago, and every 
consecrated battle place where men have fought and bled and 
died for us; and may that hallowed memoiy keep us true and 
staunch and steadfast to the. end. 

"Lord God of hosts, be with us yet ; 
Lest we forget, lest we forget!" 

PAGE ELEVEN 



IOWA: AN APPRECIATION. 

JAMES B. WEAVER. 

In this crisis in the life of the nation, Iowa's responsibility 
is irrevocably measured by the degree of her pre-eminence in 
the sisterhood of states. For fifty years we have extolled her 
tremendous resources, the security of her civilization, the 
glory of her traditions and the spirit of her free citizenship. 
Every one of these elements in her life is involved in the world 
struggle, and as we have claimed to be the inheritors of God's 
special blessing, so now no loyal son or daughter of Iowa can 
remain worthy of American citienship who is not ready to 
make instant response to every call to uphold the flag. This 
great struggle, as Iowa does her duty, will lend an added 
splendor to her glorious record. Her sons, falling upon 
European battlefields link the State in a new way to France 
under whose dominion every acre in Iowa once rested. 

Every county in the State exceeds in value the entire con- 
sideration paid for the Louisiana Purchase. At every stage 
of our national life we are in debt to France. She asks noth- 
ing in return but to march and suffer and triumph by our 
side. The men and women of Iowa will answer that call. 



AN IOWA CREED. 

ORA WILLIAMS. 

We are a small part of a big world. But we have found we 
are larger than we thought we were, and the world is not so 
big after all. For every lowan there are 750 other persons 
somewhere; but situated as we are close to the heart of a 
Nation where more than five per cent of the world's popula- 
tion are true sovereigns our influence is bounded neither by 
continents nor the seas. Our fertile acres are but a garden 
plot for this great world, yet we can and will feed millions. 
But neither numbers nor acres measure our duty or our possi- 
bilities. 

We consecrate all that we are and all that we have to the 
winning of the war. We have contributed of our brain and 
our brawn, of our men and our money, to strengthen the cause 
we believe to be right. With generous sentiment Iowa has 
approved all that has been done and is being done to organize 
an invincible army and navy for service over there, and has 

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sent word to the world that we have dedicated every man 
capable of bearing arms and every acre that will produce food 
to the cause that is today nearest the heart of every lover of 
mankind. 

To our generation was given the glorious task of upholding 
the integrity of civilization against the final attack of the de- 
cayed remnant of feudal despotism. Our strength is limited 
only by our will to do. Our forefathers followed their flag 
the way to equal rights for all men, and now our brothers 
and our sons and our daughters are taking the flag around the 
world to compel recognition of the fact that Nations, as well 
as m.en, have the inalienable right of life, liberty and the pur- 
suit of happiness. The victory will be decisive and we shall 
organize a league of nations to police the globe. 

Iowa boys, by the side of those from 47 other states and 
all our territories, are to be found in the long lines of khaki- 
clad battalions marching by a thousand lanes to the battle- 
fields of beautiful, stricken, but courageous France, and of 
resolute Italy and martyred Belgium. They are our message 
of good cheer to our brothers of Brittania. Millions of Slav- 
onic peoples of Europe and Asia rightly look to them for 
hope of emancipation from their centuries of tyranny and in- 
justice. When we flung the starry stripes to the breeze on 
the banks of the Marne and the Moselle it was notice served 
upon a brutal dynasty, drunken with medieval visions of 
world mastery, that its puppets shall no longer amuse them- 
selves by destroying the fruits of centuries of loving toil in 
the arts of peace. On the fields of Picardy and Flanders and 
liOraine no degenerate kaiser shall be permitted to succeed in 
that which was beyond the power of Caesar and Attila and 
Charlemagne. 

Iowa is wholly consecrated to the cause of freedom. We 
take inspiration from the sorrowful fact that the first Ameri- 
can sacrifice to the tyrant of the trenches was the son of an 
Iowa mother. We rejoice that the splendid spirit of the Iowa 
guardsmen was carried to the battle line with the first Ameri- 
can flag. These men who are at the front and others who are 
on the way know that the hearts of Iowa people are with them 
at all times. We who live surrounded by Nature's bounty, will 
not forget that other equally fair lands have been devastated 
by war, and we shall not shrink from doing our part to restore 
those lands and release their suffering inhabitants from threat- 
ened slavery. 

PAGE THIKTEEN 



AMERICA FIRST. 

MARTIN J. WADE. 

Paragraphs from address of Judge Martin J. Wade before the America 
•First association at the auditorium in St. Paul, Minn. 

My friends, where are your hearts tonight? Can you keep 
your hearts and thoughts from turning, in sad contemplation, 
to the awful tragedy across the sea? Can you picture in your 
mind something of the scenes there enacted yesterday? And 
the day before? And the day before? Yes, and tonight? For 
at this very moment, while we are assembled here in this hall, 
over there, out on the front our men are falling and dying — 
out there under the stars. Can you imagine, even in a slight 
degree, those awful scenes, with hundreds of thousands of men 
— hundreds of thousands of human beings — dying and man- 
gled? Can you see the heaps of dead and broken men? Can 
you imagine the rivers of blood flowing? Can you conceive 
the awful roar of battle as those great guns carry their deadly 
missiles miles and miles into the solid walls of humanity? Can 
you picture these conditions? Can you feel something of the 
terror that came to those poor people over there during this 
last terrible drive? 

Let's get this in our minds definitely: let us fully under- 
stand that the dead strewn today on the battlefields of France 
is Germany's answer to the proposal of the American people 
that the butchery should stop, and that the blessings of peace 
should be brought to a suffering world. 

When I saw that at Camp Dodge, before all the buildings 
were completed, the Catholic clergy were celebrating mass in 
the Y. M. C. A. building, and when I saw the non-Catholic 
chaplains holding service in the Knights of Columbus build- 
ing, and when it came to me that the chaplains there at the 
camp representing the different religious denominations were 
working side by side, and shoulder to shoulder in unity of 
effort, trying to keep those boys who were away from their 
homes, right with God, I said, — "Thank God, they are getting 
together." 

Look out of the window and see the boys marching by, in 
step with the drum beat, following the flag. They are march- 
ing away to the camp — if your own boy is there, you won't 
see them for the tears. There they go — side by side — the boy 

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from the German home — the boy from the Swedish home — the 
boy from the home of Irish parents and Scotch parents, and 
French parents, and Norwegian parents — the sons of every 
race. There they go with steady step — the banker's boy, and 
the son of the street cleaner ; the lawyer's boy and the farmer's 
boy ; the Methodist boy, the Jewish boy, the Catholic boy — the 
boy of every creed, m_arching side by side, following the flag 
on up to the camp, then down to the coast, — on to the trans- 
ports, and across the great ocean with all its peril, and over 
upon the fields of France — side by side — shoulder to shoulder ; 
then down into the trenches side by side, and side by side many 
of them will die; and I tell you, that in the mingled blood of 
those b'oys of difi'erent creeds and races, and classes, we are 
going to build a new America — stronger, more powerful, more 
just, and more free than ever before. 

Yes, the war brings its burdens, but it is also bringing to us 
blessings that we never knew before. Oh, if we would just 
keep the spirit up ! Oh, if we can only keep the spirit right — 
the heart right, we will have no difficulty in winning this war. 



THE MEN OF THE MAINE. 

ROBERT G. COUSINS. 

No human speech can add anything to the silent gratitude, 
the speechless reverence, alreadj^ given by a great and grateful 
nation to its dead defenders and to their living kin. No act of 
Congress providing for their needs can make restitution for 
their sacrifice. Human nature does, in human ways, its best, 
and still feels deep in debt. 

Expressions of condolence have come from every country 
and from every clime, and every nerve of steel and ocean cable 
has carried on electric breath the sweetest, tenderest words of 
sympathy for that gallant crew who manned the Maine. But 
no human recompense can reach them. Humanity and time 
remain their everlasting debtors. It was a brave and strong 
and splendid crew. They were a part of the blood and bone 
and sinew of our land. Two of them were of my native State 
of Iowa. 

Some were only recently at the United States Naval Acad- 
emy, where they had so often heard the morning and the 

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evening salutation to the flag — that flag which had been in- 
terwoven with the dearest memories of their lives, that had 
colored all their friendships with the lasting blue of true 
fidelity. But whether they came from naval school or civil 
life, from one State or another, they called each other com- 
rade — that gem of human language which sometimes means 
but little less than love and a little more than friendship, that 
gentle salutation of the human heart which lives in all the lan- 
guages of man, that winds and turns and runs through all 
the joys and sorrows of the human race, through deed and 
thought and dream, through song and toil and battlefield. 

No foe had ever challenged them. The world can never 
know how brave they were. They never knew defeat; they 
never shall. While at their posts of duty sleep lured them into 
the abyss; then death unlocked their slumbering eyes but for 
an instant to behold its dreadful carnival, most of them just 
when life was full of hope and all its tides were at their high- 
est, grandest flow; just when the early sunbeams were falling 
on the steeps of fame and flooding all life's landscape far out 
into the dreamy, distant horizon ; just at that age when all the 
nymphs were making diadems and garlands, waving laurel 
wreaths before the eyes of young and eager nature — just then, 
when death seemed most unnatural. 

Hovering above the dark waters of that mysterious harbor 
of Havana, the black-winged vulture watches for the belated 
dead, while over it and over all there is the eagle's piercing 
eye sternly watching for the truth. 

Whether the appropriation carried by this resolution shall 
be ultimately charged to fate or to some foe shall soon appear. 
Meanwhile a patient and a patriotic people, enlightened by the 
lessons of our history, remembering the woes of war, both to 
the vanquished and victorious, are ready for the truth and 
ready for their duty. 

"The tumult and the shouting dies — 
The captains and the kings depart — 

Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, 
An humble and a contrite heart, 

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet. 
Lest we forget — lest we forget." 



PAGE SIXTEEN 



MAKING AN AMERICAN. 

ALBERT M. DiEYOB. 
From annual address before the Iowa State Teachers' Association. 

In the great conflict taking place, America is committed to 
the cause of human rights and human liberty. America is 
dedicated to the propaganda that no monarch shall become 
world-powerful, and that the ruler of no nation, however great, 
shall be permitted to prey upon a weaker state. It is vital that 
the American ideal should win. It must win. 

There should be no lack of loyalty and whole-hearted support 
of the Government on the part of every individual who re- 
mains within our borders. There can be only one standard of 
patriotism that should suffice or that should be tolerated, and 
that is a standard of one hundred per cent of loyalty, service 
and cooperation by every person who lives in America. Dis- 
loyalty to the Government that has afforded opportunity to all 
the nationalities of the globe is vicious and intolerable. May 
peace come soon ; — not peace based on compromise, but peace 
based on right and justice. Compromise with the liquor traffic 
will never settle the temperance question. Compromise did 
not settle the slavery problem. Compromise with evil in any 
form will not destroy it. Compromise with cold blooded au- 
tocracy, as exemplified in the life of as great a tyrant as the 
world ever knew will not make democracy safe. Duty calls 
upon our people, American and Foreign born, to stand unitedly 
and devotedly with our boys in Olive Drab in defense of the 
principle that every man, woman and child shall have a chance 
in life and that ruthless brutality committed upon helpless 
women and innocent children shall never again be practiced by 
any nation or people. * * * 

Let the school regularly conduct lessons in civic duty and 
patriotism that our boys and girls may grow up with a proper 
appreciation of what it means to be "An American." May the 
flag, floating over every school house in the land, be an inspira- 
tion to them to prepare for useful and loyal citizenship. Cul- 
tivate reverence, one of the holiest of virtues, by giving the 
salute to the flag and by reciting the pledge of loyalty to our 
Flag and our Nation. 

page: SE3VENTEEN 



ELIMINATION OF GERMAN FROM THE PUBLIC 
SCHOOLS. 

ALBERT M. DEYO'E. 

From circular of the Superintendent of Public Instruction issued 
April 15, 1918. 

Except for the ambition of the German nation, the world 
might be at peace. The western front is the scene of the 
greatest tragedy in all the annals of warfare. The hundreds 
of thousands of hurnan lives that are being sacrificed is of 
little consequence to the Kaiser and the heartless autocracy 
which he represents in a mad effort to gain world power. 
Women and children are debauched, crippled, or slaughtered 
without mercy. Desolation unspeakable follows in the wake 
of the army of the Huns. American soldiers are giving their 
lives in defense of human rights in the trenches; unfit places 
of habitation except for vermin and miserable animal life. Our 
Nation is raising billions of dollars to support our soldier boys 
and the armies of our Allies. 

Because of these conditions, we believe that everything 
that can be done should be done at once to unify our people in 
language, customs, and ideals, and in loyalty to our country. 
Things "made in Germany," including the language, have be- 
come unpopular in the United States of America. Surely the 
time has come to stop honoring the "Germany of today" by 
teaching the German language to our boys and girls. We, 
therefore, recommend that the study of German be discontin- 
ued in our public schools. 

Let it be remembered that nationality or ancestry should no 
longer divide our people. There are but two classes, Ameri- 
cans and anti-Americans. There should be but one class. We 
love all loyal Americans regardless of ancestry. We have 
nothing but contempt for the disloyal person who has been the 
beneficiary of the American government and its institutions. 
Many of our loyal and industrious people came to America in 
search of opportunity and they found it. The making of a 
loyal, efficient and responsible American citizen of every per- 
son, native born as well as of those who enter our gates from 
foreign lands, is the vital matter. Fh^st and for^emost, the 
public schools should emphasize better teaching of the estab- 
lished language of our country and the teaching of the princi- 
ples of our government. 

PAGE EIGHTREN 



A GREATER IOWA. 

H. C. HOLLINGSWORTH. 

The spirit of a greater Iowa is in the air. We are to become 
greater agriculturally, greater industrially, greater commer- 
cially, greater educationally, greater in the extent of happy 
homes, greater in the number of prosperous citizens. 

We have the sun and the moon and the stars. We have 
day and night and the seasons. We have the land and the lo- 
cation. We have energy and perseverance. Let us boost for 
expansion, boost for growth, boost for civic righteousness, 
boost for better municipal management, boost for honesty in 
politics, boost for good laws, boost for ways and means to 
decrease poverty and suffering, boost for schools, boost for 
churches, boost for health, boost for rectitude in business, 
boost for personal integrity, and boost for our brave boys in 
the army. The way to reach the goal is for everybody to 
boost. We need to cultivate the highest ideals, practice self- 
denial, live economically, work perseveringly, spend judi- 
ciously, keep the heart right, and trust in God. 



TEACHING PATRIOTISM. 

H. C. HOLLINGSWORTH. 

The observance of the birthdays of Washington and Lincoln 
in the public schools should serve to keep alive in the minds of 
our youth all that is noble and inspiring in citizenship, elevat- 
ing in character, and praiseworthy in self-denial and devotion 
to duty. These two men exemplify in a remarkable degree 
the highest traits of character, in the service they rendered 
the country, and their deeds have been glorified in poetry and 
song. While differing in personal characteristics, each was 
so overwhelmingly imbued with the love of country as to sac- 
rifice every personal ambition to the service of his fellow men. 

No truer types of patriotic citizenship could be held up 
before the boys and girls of America than Washington and 
Lincoln. 

PACK NINETEEN 



THE CREED OF IOWA. 

J. EDWARD KIRBYE. 

I believe in Iowa, land of limitless prairies, with rolling hills 
and fertile valleys, with winding and widening streams, with 
bounteous crops and fruit-laden trees, yielding to man their 
wealth, health. 

I believe in Iowa, rich in her men and women of power and 
rright. I believe in her authors and educators, her statesmen 
and ministers, whose intellectual and moral contribution is 
one of the mainstays of the Republic — true in the hour of 
danger and steadfast in the hour of triumph. 

I believe in Iowa, magnet and meeting place of all nations, 
fused into a noble unity, Americans all, blended into a free 
people. I believe in her stalwart sons, her winsome women, 
in her colleges and churches, in her institutions of philan- 
thropy and mercy, in her press, the voice and instructor of her 
common mind and will, in her leadership and destiny, in the 
jnagnificence of her opportunity and in the fine responsiveness 
of her citizens to the call of every higher obligation. 

I believe in our commonwealth, yet young, and in the process 
of making, palpitant with energy and faring forth with high 
hope and swift step; and I covenant with the God of my 
fathers to give myself in service, mind and money, hand and 
heart, to explore and develop her physical, intellectual and 
moral resources, to sing her praises truthfully, to keep her 
politics pure, her ideals high, and to make better and better 
her schools and churches, her lands and homes, and to make 
her in fact what she is by divine right, the queen of all the 
commonwealths. 

Note: This might be very effectively given by a group of Boy Scouts, 
each one repeating a statement of tlie creed and all joining in the covenant. 



THE AMERICAN'S CREED. 

I believe in the United States of America as a government 
of the people, by the people, for the people, whose just powers 
are derived from the consent of the governed ; a democracy in 
a republic; a sovereign Nation of many sovereign States; a 
perfect Union, one and inseparable, established upon those 
principles of freedom, equality, justice, and humanity for 
which American patriots sacrificed their lives and fortunes. 

I therefore believe it is my duty to my country to love it; 
to support its Constitution ; to obey its laws ; to respect its flag; 
and to deff^-^d it against all enemies. 

PAGE TWENTY 



STORY OF THE AMERICAN'S CREED. 

The Idea of laying special emphasis upon the duties and obligations 
of citizenship in the form of a national creed originated with Henry S. 
Chapin. In 1916-1917 a contest, open to all Americans, was inaugurated 
in the press throughout the country to secure "the best summary of the 
political faith of America." The contest was informally approved by the 
President of the United States. The artists and authors of the Vigilantes, 
especially, and representatives of other patriotic societies supported it; 
the city of Baltiijiore, as the birthplace of the Star Spangled Banner, 
offered a prize of $1,000, which was accepted, and the following committees 
were appointed: A committee on manuscripts,, consisting of Porter 
Emerson Browne and representatives from leading American magazines, 
with headquarters in New York City; a committee on award, consisting 
of Matthew Page Andrews, Irvin S. Cobb, Hamlin Garland, Ellen Glas- 
gow, Julian Street, Booth Tarkington and Charles Hanson Towne; and an 
advisory committee, consisting of Dr. P. P. Claxton, United States Com- 
missioner of Education, Governors of States, United States Senators and 
other National and State officials. 

The winner of the contest and the author of the Creed selected 
proved to be William Tyler Page of Friendship Heights, Maryland, a 
descendant of President Tyler and also of Carter Braxton, one of the 
signers of the Declaration of Independence. The Creed prepared by Mr. 
Page was recognized by all as not only brief and simple and in every 
way suitable for educational purposes, but also remarkably comprehensive 
of that which is basic in American ideals, history and tradition, as 
expressed by the founders of the Republic and its leading statesmen and 
writers. On April 3, 1918, in the presence of members of the Senate 
and the House of Representatives, The American's Creed was formally 
accepted in the name of the United States Government by the Speaker 
of the House, and it was there read in public for the first time by the 
United States Commissioner of Education, who has officially commended 
it as "a Creed worthy to be learned and accepted as a guide to action 
by all Americans." 



PRESIDENT WILSON ON EDUCATION IN WAR TIME. 

The White House, 
Washington, 31 July, 1918. 
My Dear Mr. Secretary: 

I am pleased to know that despite the unusual burdens im- 
posed upon our people by the war they have maintained their 
schools and other agencies of education so nearly at their nor- 
mal efficiency. That this should be continued throughout the 
war and that, in so far as draft law will permit, there should 
be no falling off in attendance in elementary schools, high 
schools or colleges is a matter of the very greatest importance, 
affecting both our strength in war and our national welfare 

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and efficiency when the war is over. So long as the war con- 
tinues there will be constant need of very large numbers of 
men and women of the highest and most thorough training 
for war service in many lines. After the war there will be 
urgent need not only for trained leadership in all lines of in- 
dustrial, commercial, social and civic life, but for a very high 
average of intelligence and preparation on the part of all the 
people. I would therefore urge that the people continue to 
give generous support to their schools of all grades and that 
the schools adjust themselves as wisely as possible to the new 
conditions to the end that no boy or girl shall have less oppor- 
tunity for education because of the war and that the Nation 
may be strengthened as it can only be through the right edu- 
cation of all its people. I approve most heartily your plans 
for making through the Bureau of Education a comprehensive 
campaign for the support of the schools and for the mainte- 
nance of attendance upon them, and trust that you may have 
the cooperation in this work of the American Council on Edu- 
cation. Cordially and sincerely yours, 

WOODROW WILSON. 

Hon. FRANKLIN K. LANE, 

Secretary of the Interior. 



KEEP THE SCHOOLS GOING. 

p. p. CLAXTON, 
Commissioner of Education. 

The President of the United States and all who are most 
closely connected with him in the administration of the Gov- 
ernment, and who are therefore most responsible for the con- 
duct of the war, have frequently expressed the opinion that 
all schools — elementary schools, high schools, colleges, and 
universities — should be kept up to their normal standards of 
efficiency during the war; that school-attendance and child- 
labor laws should be rightly observed; and that all boys and 
gi^'ls w^^o are preDared for it and can possibly do so should 
attend high school or college as a patriotic duty unless called 
for some service which cannot be done so well by others. So 
frequently have they expressed this opinion and so constantly 

PAGE TAVENTY-TAVO 



have they urged in effect, as the President has urged in so 
many words, that "no boy or girl should have less opportunity 
for education because of the war," that this has come to be 
known as the policy of the administration on this subject. 

I wish to impress upon all school officers and teachers and 
upon all men and women of influence in their States and local 
communities the importance of doing all they can to make 
all the people understand this policy and to create such senti- 
ment for it as will compel the fullest possible compliance with 
it. For this, a higher sense of devotion to duty will be neces- 
sary than would be needed in normal times, because of the 
many temptations for other forms of service which are for 
the time more attractive. 



PATRIOTIC WORDS. 

What Eminent Men of the Woi'ld Have Said on Patriotism and the War. 

The world must be made safe for democracy. Its peace must 
be planted upon the trusted foundation of political liberty. We 
have no selfish ends to serve. We desire no conquest, no domin- 
ion. We seek no indemnities for ourselves, no material com- 
pensation for the sacrifices we shall freely make. We are but 
one of the champions of the rights of mankind. We shall be 
satisfied when those rights have been made as secure as the 
faith and the freedom of the nations can make them. 

— President Wilson. 



DUTY OF AN AMERICAN SOLDIER 

GEiN. PERSHING'S INSTRUCTIONS. 

"You are going into France and Belgium to help expel an 
invading army. Your first duty is to be soldiers, but your 
second duty, scarcely less important, is to help all who are 
poor and weak. You will, therefore, be courteous to all wom- 
en and you will never have even a thought of what is evil or 
immoral. You will therefore abstain from the use of wine 
and liquor, and you will especially be very kind to little chil- 
dren. You will fear God, and honor your country, and win 
the world to liberty. God bless you and keep you." 

PAGE TAVE]VT\"-THnKK . . .. ^ 



This war would not have reached its final import had not 
the United States been led by the enemy himself to take part 
in it. To every impartial spirit it will be apparent, in the 
future more than ever in the past, that German imperialism, 
which desired, prepared and declared this war, had conceived 
the mad dream of establishing its hegemony throughout the 
world. It has succeeded only in bringing about a revolt of the 
conscience of humanity. 

— President Poincare. 



The Imperial war cabinet, representing all the people and 
all the nations of the British empire, wish me in their behalf 
to recognize the chivalry and courage which calls the people of 
the United States to dedicate the whole of their resources and 
service to the greatest cause that ever engaged human en- 
deavor. 

— David Lloyd George. 



Seeing the conscience of peoples everywhere in the world 
awake and rise in an immense protest against the atrocities of 
which we are victims, we feel more keenly that we are 
fighting not only for ourselves and for our allies, but for some- 
thing immortal, and that we are laying the foundations of a 
new order. Thus our sacrifices will not have been in vain; 
the generous blood poured out by the sons of France will have 
fertilized the seeds both of justice and liberty so fundament- 
ally necessary to concord between nations. 

— M. Ribot. 



To Italy alone of all the allied nations the possibility was 
open of avoiding war and remaining a passive spectator. 
Italy took up arms gladly, less for the reconquest of her heri- 
tage than for the salvation of all the things which symbolize 
the grandeur of freedom. She armed herself, as today the 
American nation is arming herself, for the sake of an ideal. 
The spontaneous act consummated by the fellow-countryman 
of Washington is a glorious sacrifice on behalf of the hopes 
Ox all mankind. 

— Garriele D'Annunzio. 

PAGE TWENTY-FOUR 



Ever since her independence was first established, Belgium 
has been declared neutral in perpetuity. This neutrality- 
guaranteed by the powers has recently been violated by one 
of them. Had we consented to abandon our neutrality for 
the benefit of one of the belligerents, we would have betrayed 
our obligations toward the others. And it was the sense of our 
international obligations as well as that of our dignity and 
honor that has driven us to resistance. 

The consequences suffered by the Belgian nation were not 
confined purely to the harm occasioned by the forced march of 
an invading army. 

This army not only seized a great portion of our territory, 
but it committed incredible acts of violence, the nature of 
which is contrary to the law of nations. Peaceful inhabi- 
tants were massacred, defenseless women and children were 
outraged, open and undefended towns were destroyed, his- 
torical and religious monuments were reduced to dust, and 
the famous library of the University of Louvain was given 

to the flames. 

— Henry Carton De Wiart, 
Head of the Belgian Commission to the U. S. in 1914. 



What is the United States? It is a vast territory of great 
resources and a hundred million prosperous people, yet, but 
more. The republic is a system of society, a scheme of life, 
a plan of freedom, a state of mind — an ideal that every human 
shall have the utmost possible opportunity for individual 
development and nothing shall he put in the way of that de- 
velopment. It was for this and upon this that our fathers e^- 
tablished it. This we haven't forgotten nor shall we ever 
forget. It is to make sure that this ideal shall not now perish 
from the earth that brings the United States into this war. 
High as the cost and great as the toll may be, we shall be bet- 
ter for standing where we have always stood, whatever the 

C' ist. \ 

— ^Walter Hines Page. 



Our children will have to read the history of what we have 
done during this war. Let us make the chapter that yet re- 
mains to be written one that our children shall read with 
pride ; and they will read it only with a feeling of self-ab'ase- 



PAGE TWENTY-FIVE 



ment, unless they read that in the time that tried men's souls 
we have shown valor and endurance and proud indifference 
to life when the honor of the flag and the welfare of mankind 
were at stake. Put the flag on the firing line, and valiant 
men behind it; and keep it there, sending over a constantly 
growing stream of valiant men to aid those who have first 
gone. 

— Theodore Roosevelt. 



Patriotism is that majestic emotion which makes you rise 
superior to all obstacles, support all weariness willingly, accept 
all discipline and joyfully face all dangers. 

— Marshal Joffre. 



"WE ARE HERE, LAFAYETTE." 

With uncovered heads, with solemn but radiant faces, hearts 
bowed with grief but filled with hope, a little group stood at 
the tomb of the Marquis de Lafayette. They were statesmen 
and soldiers and peasants of France. With them were Ameri- 
can soldiers with flowers. Gen. Jack Pershing was the spokes- 
man. 

"Nouis voici, Lafayette." 

That is all he said. Literally: 

"We are here, Lafayette." 

The oration was finished. Its eloquence will resound through 
the ages. It was enough. 



NO COMI^ROMISE. 

WINSTON CHURCHILL. 
From an address on the Fourth of July, 1918, in London. 

A million American soldiers have arrived on the continent 
of Europe, safely and in the nick of time. They are stedfastly 
awaiting, side by side with French and British comrades, the 
utmost fury of the common enemy. That is an event which, 
in the light of all that has led up to it, and in the light of all 
that will follow from it, seems to transcend the limits of 
purely mundane things. It is a prodigy. It is almost a mirac- 
ulous event. It fills us with the deepest awe. Amid the carn- 

PAGE TWENTY-SIX 



age, the confusion, the measureless grief and desolation which 
the war has caused, the conviction must be borne in upon the 
most secularly minded of us that the world is being guided 
through all this chaos towards something much better, much 
finer, than we have ever known. One feels himself to be in 
the presence of a great design of which we can only see a 
small portion, but which is developing and unfolding swiftly, 
and of which we are the necessary instruments. 

There is one thing more it is my duty to say. The essen- 
tial purposes of this war do not admit of compromise. If we 
were fighting for mere territorial gains, or in a dynastic or 
commercial quarrel, these would no doubt be matters for bar- 
gaining. But this war has become a conflict between Chris- 
tian civilization and scientific barbarism, between nations 
where people own governments, and nations where the gov- 
ernments own peoples — ^between systems which faithfully 
endeavor to quell and quench the brutish, treacherous, preda- 
tory promptings of human nature, and a system which de- 
liberately fosters, organizes, arms, and exploits them to its 
own base aggrandizement. We are all erring mortals. No 
race, country or individual has a monopoly of good or evil; 
but this war is nothing less than a conflict between the forces 
of good and evil. The struggle is between right and wrong, 
and as such is not capable of any solution which is not ab- 
solute. 



GERMANY'S CRIMINAL RECORD. 

WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT. 

With a fanatical faith in the destiny of German Kultur as 
the system that must rule the world, the Imperial Government's 
actions have through years of boasting, double dealing, and 
deceit tended toward aggression upon the rights of others. 
And, if there still be any doubt as to which nation began this 
war. there can be no uncertainty as to which one was most 
prepared, most exultant at the chance, and ready instantly to 
march upon other nations — even those who had given no 
offense. 

The wholesale depredations and hideous atrocities in Bel- 
gium and Serbia were doubtless part and parcel with the Im- 

PAGE TWENTY-SEVEN 



perial Government's purpose to terrorize small nations into 
abject submission for generations to come. But in this the 
autocracy has been blind. For its record in those countries, 
and in Poland and in Northern France, has given not only to 
the Allies but to liberal peoples throughout the world the con- 
viction that this menace to human liberties everywhere must 
be utterly shorn of its power for harm. 

For the evil it has effected has ranged far out of Europe — 
out upon the open seas, where its submarines in defiance 
of law and the concepts of humanity have blown up neutral 
vessels and covered the waves with the dead and the dying, 
men and women and children alike. Its Agents have conspired 
against the peace of neutral nations everywhere, sowing the 
seeds of dissension, ceaselessly endeavoring by tortuous meth- 
ods of deceit, of bribery, false promises, and intimidation to 
stir up brother nations one against the other, in order that the 
liberal world might not be able to unite, in order that the 
autocracy might emerge triumphant from the war. 

All this we know from our omti experience with the Imper- 
ial Government. As they have dealt with Europe, so they have 
dealt with us and with all mankind. And so out of these years 
the conviction has grown that until the German Nation is 
divested of such rulers democracy cannot be safe. 



AT THE TOMB OF WASHINGTON. 

RENE VIVIANI, OF FRANCE. 

We could not remain longer in Washington without accom- 
plishing this pious pilgrimage. In this spot lies all that is 
mortal of a great hero. Close by this spot is the modest 
aDode v/here Washington rested after the tremendous labor of 
achieving for a nation its emancipation. In this spot meet 
the admiration of the whole world and the veneration of the 
American people. In this spot rise before us the glorious 
memories left by the soldiers of France, led by Rochambeau 
and Lafayette; a descendant of the latter, my friend M. 
Chambrun, accompanies us. I esteem it an honor as well as 
satisfaction^ for my conscience to h'e entitled to render this 
homage to our ancestors in the presence of my colleague and 
friend, Mr. Balfour, who so nobly represents his great nation. 
By thus coming to lay here the respectful tribute of every 

PAGB TinCNTT-EIGHT 



English mind; he shows in this historic moment of commun- 
ion, what France has willed, what nations that live for liberty- 
can do. 

When we contemplate in the distant past the luminous 
presence of Washington, in nearer times the majestic figure 
of Abraham Lincoln, when we respectfully salute President 
Wilson, the worthy heir of these great memories, we at one 
glance measure the vast career of the American people. It 
is because the American people proclaimed and won for the 
nation the right to govern itself; it is because it proclaimed 
and won the equality of all men, that the free American peo- 
ple at the hour marked by fate has been enabled with com- 
manding force to carry its action beyond the seas; it is be- 
cause it was resolved to extend its action still further that 
Congress was enabled to obtain, within the space of a few 
days, the vote of conscription, and to proclaim the necessity 
for a national army in the full splendor of civil peace. 

In the name of France, I salute the young army which will 
share in our common glory. 

While paying this supreme tribute to the memory of 
Washington, I do not diminish the effect of my words when 
I turn my thoughts to the memory of so many unnamed heroes. 
I ask you before this tomb to bow, in earnest meditation and 
all the fervor of piety, before all the soldiers of the allied 
nations who for nearly three years have been fighting under 
different flags for the same ideal. I beg you to address the 
homage of 3^our hearts and souls to all the heroes, born to live 
in happiness, in the tranquil pursuit of their labors, in the 
enjoyment of all human affections, who went into battle with 
virile cheerfulness, and gave themselves up, not to death 
alone, but to the eternal silence that closes over those whose 
sacrifice remains unnamed, in the full knowledge that save 
for those who loved them their names would disappear with 
their bodies. 

Their monument is in our hearts. Not the living alone 
greet us here ; the ranks of the dead themselves rise to sur- 
round the soldiers of liberty. 

At this solemn hour in the history of the world, while salut- 
ing from this sacred mound the final victory of justice, I ex- 
tend to the republic of the United States the greeting of the 
French republic. 

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DEDICATION SPEECH AT GETTYSBURG. 

ABRAHAM LINCOLN. 

Fourscore and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth 
on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedi- 
cated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now 
we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that 
nation — or any nation so conceived and so dedicated — can long 
endure. 

We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We are met 
to dedicate a portion of that field as the final resting-place 
of those who here gave their lives that that nation might 
live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do 
this. 

But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot con- 
secrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living 
and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above 
our powder to add or detract. The world will little note nor 
long remember what we say here; but it can never forget 
what they did here. 

It is for us, the living, rather to be dedicated here, to the 
unfinished work that they have thus far so nobly carried on. 
It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task re- 
maining before us; that from these honored dead we take 
increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the 
last full measure of devotion ; that we here highly resolve 
that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation 
shall, under God, have a new birth of freedom; and that gov- 
ernment of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not 
perish from the earth. 



page: thirty-two 



LETTERS -TO SORROWING MOTHERS. 

A German woman who had lost nine sons in the war re- 
ceived a letter from Kaiser Wilhelm which may properly be 
compared with the letter President Lincoln wrote to Mrs. 
Bixby during the Civil war in America : 

THE kaiser's letter. 

"His Majesty the Kaiser hears that you have sacrificed nine 
sons in defense of the Fatherland in the present war. His 
Majesty is immensely gratified at the fact, and in recognition 
is pleased to send you his photograph, with frame and auto- 
graph signature." 

Frau Meter, who received the letter, has now joined the 
street beggars in Delmenhors-Oldenburg, to get a living. 

LINCOLN'S LETTER. 

Dear Madam — I have been shown in the files of the War 
Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massa- 
chusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died 
gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruit- 
less must be any words of mine which should attempt to 
beguile you from the grief of a loss, so overwhelming. But I 
cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may 
be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I 
pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of 
your bereavement and leave you only the cherished memory 
of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours 
to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom." 



A MESSAGE FROM FRANCE. 

The inclosed letter is one of the many messages which have 
been received from the schools of France in response to the 
messages from American universities and schools carried to 
them by Mr, John H. Finley, Commissioner of Education and 
President of the University of the State of New York. It is 
reproduced in fac-simile and comes from a pupil in the Lycee 
Victor Duruy in Paris, which he visited on the 25th of May, 

PAGE THIRTY-THREE 



l'J17, and there heard the pupils singing the "Star Spangled 
Banner" in French, and crying in chorus "Vive V Amerique." 
It is doubted if there has been a more graphic or poetic ex- 
pression of that which separates the men in the opposing 
trenches or of that which brings America and France together. 

"It was only a little river, almost a brook ; it was called the 
Yser. One could talk from one side to the other without rais- 
ing one's voice, and the birds could fly over it with one sweep 
of their wings. And on the two banks there were millions 
of men. the one turned toward the other, eye to eye. But the 
distance which separated them was greater than the stars in 
the sky; it was the distance which separates right from in- 
justice. 

"The ocean is so vast that the sea gulls do not dare to cross 
it. During seven days and seven nights the great steamships 
of America, going at full speed, drive through the deep 
waters before the lighthouses of France come into view; but 
from one side to the other hearts are touching." 



OUR FLAG. 

On Flag Day, June 14, 1918, Representative Hicks, of New 
York, read this poem in Congress. The House rose as one 
man and cheered and cheered, and adjourned for the day, out 
of respect for the flag. 

stars of the early dawning, set in a field of blue; 

Stripes of the sunrise splendor, crimson and white of hue; 

Flag of our fathers' fathers born on the field of strife, 

Phoenix of fiery battle risen from human life; 

Given for God and freedom, sacred, indeed, the trust 

Left by the countless thousands returned to the silent dust. 

Flag of a mighty nation waving aloft unfurled ; 

Kissed by the sun of heaven, caressed by the winds of the world; 

Greater than kingly power, greater than all mankind; 

Conceived in the need of the hour, inspired by the Master Mind; 

Over the living chidren, over the laureled grave, 

btreaming on high in the cloudless sky, banner our fathers gave. 

Flag of a new born era, token of every right 
vVrung from a tyrant power, unawed by a tyrant's might; 
Facing again the menace outflung from a foreign shore. 
Meeting ctgain the challenge as met in the years before; 
Under thy spangled folds thy children await to give 
All that they have or are that the flag they love shall live. 

Charles G. Crellin. 

PAGE THIRTY-FOm 



IN FLANDERS FIELDS. 

In Flanders fields the poppies grow 
Between the crosses, row on row, 

That mark our place, and in the sky 
The larks, still bravely singing, fly. 
Scarce heard amid the guns below. 

We are the dead; short days ago 
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow. 
Loved and were loved; and now we lie 
In Flanders fields. 

Take up our quarrel with the foe! 
To you from falling hands we throw 
The torch: be yours to hold it high! 
If ye break faith with us who die 
We shall not sleep though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields. 

Lieut. Col. John McCrae. 



THE FLAG. 

There's no coward stripe upon it. 
And no shame is written on it. 
All the blood that's in its crimson 

Is the blood of manhood true; 
There's no base and brutal glory 
Woven sadly in its story. 
It's a bright flag, and a right flag, 

And the flag for me and you. 

It's the flag without a fetter; 
It's the flag of manhood better; 
It has never done a mean thing, 

Never waved above a brute; 
Greed and hate is never shielded. 
Unto wrong it never yielded. 
It's a flne flag, a divine flag 

That in reverence we salute. 

It's the flag of all the glory 
That is written in man's story; 
It's the emblem of his freedom 

And the hope of men oppressed; 
It asks no disgraceful duty, 
Never stains with shame its beauty. 
It's a pure flag, and a sure flag. 

It is our flag and the best. 

— Title Am,erican Boy. 



PAGE THIUTY-FIVE 



THE SCHOOLHOUSE AND THE FLAG. 

Ye who love the Republic, remember the claim 
Ye owe to her fortunes, ye owe to her name, 
To her years of prosperity past and in store, — 
A thousand behind you, a thousand before I 

The blue arch above us is Liberty's dome. 
The green fields beneath us Equality's home; 
But the schoolroom today is Humanity's friend, — 
Let the people the flag and the schoolroom defend! 

'Tis the schoolhouse that stands by the flag; 

Let the nation stand by the school! 

'Tis the school bell that rings for our Liberty old, 

'Tis the schoolboy whose ballot shall rule. 

Pkank Treat Southwick. 



THE MARCH OF TRUTH. 

However the battle is ended. 

Though proudly the victor comes 
With fluttering flags and prancing nags 

And echoing roll of drums. 
Still truth proclaims its motto 

In letters of living light — 
No question is ever settled 

Until it is settled right. 

Though the heel of the strong oppressor 

May grind the weak in the dust. 
And the voice of fame with one acclaim 

May call him great and just. 
Let those v.ho applaud take warning. 

And keep this motto in sight — 
No question is ever settled 

Until it is settled right. 

Let those who have failed take courage. 

Though the enemy seems to have won; 
Though his ranks are strong, if he be in the wrong 

The battle is not yet done; 
For sure as the morning follows 

The darkest hour of night. 
No question is ever settled 

Until it is settled right. 

man bowed down with labor! 

O woman young, yet old! 
heart oppressed in the toiler's breast 

And crushed by the weight of gold! 
Keep on with your weary battle 

Against triumphant might; 
No question is ever settled 

Until it is settled right, 

Ella Whebxeb Wilcox. 

PAGIB THIHTY-SIX 



THE RED TRIANGLE. 

Lift up tlie Red Triangle 

Beside tlie thundering guns — 
A friend, a shield, a solace 

To our ten million sons! 
Go build a hut or dugout 

By billet or by trench — 
A shelter from the horror, 

The cold, the nith, the stench! 
Where boys we love, returning 

From out the gory loam 
Can sight the Red Triangle 

And find a bit of home! 

Lift up the Red Triangle 

'Gainst things that mar and maim: 
It conquers Booze, the wrecker! 

It kills the House of Shame! 
Go make .a friendly corner, 

So lads can take the pen 
And get in touch with mother 

And God's clean things again! 
Where Hell's destroying forces 

Are leagued with Potsdam's crew, 
Lift up the Red Triangle— 

And help our boys "come through"! 
Daniel M. Henderson. 



OUR NATIVE LAND. 

God bless our native land! 
Firm may she ever stand. 

Through storm and night; 
When the wild tempests rave, 
Ruler of wind and wave, 
Do thou our country save 

By thy great might! 

For her our prayers shall rise 
To God, above the skies; 
On him we wait; 
Thou who art ever nigh 
Guarding with watchful eye 
To Thee aloud we cry 
"God save the State!" 

C. T. Brooks. 



PAGE THIRTY-SEVEN 



WHAT MAKES A NATION? 

What makes a nation? Is it ships or states or flags or guns? 

Or is it that great common heart ^vhich beats in all her sons — 

This makes a nation great and strong and certain to endure, 

This subtle inner voice that thrills a man and makes him sure; , 

Which makes him know there is no north or south or east or west, 

But that his land must ever stand the bravest and the best. 

W. D. Nesuit. 



THE FLAG GOES BY. 

Hats off! 

Along the street there comes 

A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, 

A flash of color beneath the sky: 

Hats off! 

The flag is passing by! 

Blue and crimson and white it shines, 

Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. 

Hats off! 

The colours before us fly; 

But more than the flag is passing by. 

Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great. 
Fought to make and to save the State: 
Weary marches and sinking ships; 
Cheers of victory on dying lips; 

Days of plenty and years of peace; 
March of a strong land's swift increase; 
Equal justice, right and law. 
Stately honour and reverend awe; 

Sign of a nation great and strong 
To ward her people from foreign wrong; 
Pride and glory and honour, — all 
j^ive in the colours to stand or fall. 

Hats off! 

Along the street there comes 

A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums; 

And loyal hearts are beating high: 

Hats off! 

The flag is passing by! 

Henry Holcomg Bennett. 



i'A(;k thirty-kight 



IOWA, MY BEULAH-LAND. 

I will make me a home in my dream Beulah-Land, 
I will plant me a choice garden there, 

I will marry myself to her soil by a bond 
That shall bind me wherever I fare. 

When the Lord fashioned her in the ages agone, 
When he smoothed her fair face with his hand, 

He prepared me a place for a garden and lawn 
That allured me to this Beulah-Land. 

Of her lakes, of her rivers that run to the sea, 
Of her groves and her wide fertile plains. 

Of her hihs and her vales I am proud, and for me 
Blow the south winds that bring back the rains. 

I will plant, in my garden that God wisely planned 
All the things that respond to my care, 

I have married myself to my dream Beulah-Land, 
^nd I'll love her wherever I fare. 

Eugene Secor, Forest City, Iowa. 



THE SCHOOL— LIBERTY'S SAFEGUARD. 

Our glorious Land today, 
'Neath education's sway. 

Soars upward still. 
Its halls of learning fair, 
Whose bounties all may share. 
Behold them everywhere 

On vale and hill! 

Thy safeguard. Liberty, 
The school shall ever be, — 

Our Nation's pride! 
No tyrant's hand shall smite,- 
While with encircling might 
All here are taught the Right 

With Truth allied. 

Beneath Heaven's gracious will 
The star of Progress still 

Our course doth sway; 
In unity sublime 
To broader heights we climb, 
Triumphant over Time, 

God speed our way. 

Grand birthright of our sires. 
Our altars and our fires 

Keep we still pure! 
Our starry flag unfurled, 
The hope of all the world. 
In peace and light impearled, 

God hold secure. 

— Samuel Francis Smith. 



PAGE THIRTY-NINE 



IT CAN BE DONE. 

Somebody said that it couldn't be done, 

But he with a chuckle replied: 
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one 

Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried. 
So he buckled right in, with a trace of a grin 

On his face. If he worried, he hid it. 
He started to sing as he tackled the thing 

That couldn't be done — and he did it. 

Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that — 

At least no one has ever done it;" 
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat, 

And the first thing he knew he'd begun it, 
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin. 

Without any doubting or quiddit, 
He started to sing as he tackled the thing 

That couldn't be done — and he did it. 

There are thousands who'll tell you it cannot be done. 

There are thousands who prophesy failure; 
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one. 

The dangers that wait to assail you. 
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin. 
Then take off your coat and go to it. 
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing 
That "cannot be done" — and you'll do it. 

— Edgar A. Guest. 



IOWA. 

Land of the generous heart and brave! 

Thy hosts leaped in the fiercest fray, 
When bled the noblest sons to save 

Our mighty realm for Freedom's sway. 
Thy children know where honor lies. 

The deeds that greatness consecrates, 
And on their stalwart virtues rise 

The pillars of the peerless State. 

— Horatio N. Powers. 



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LITTLE HELPERS. 

Planting the corn and potatoes, 

Helping to scatter the seeds, 
Feeding the ducks and the chickens, 

Freeing the garden from weeds; 
Driving the cows to the pasture, 

Feeding the horse in the stall. 
Children, now too, must keep busy, 

For there is work for us all. 

Spreading the hay in the sunshine, 

Raking it up when it's dry- 
Picking the apples and peaches, 

Down in the orchard, near hy; 
Picking the grapes in the vineyard. 

Gathering nuts in the fall. 
Children, now too, must keep busy. 

For there is work for us all. 

Sweeping, and washing the dishes. 

Bringing the wood from the shed; 
Ironing, sewing and knitting. 

Helping to make up the bed; 
Taking good care of the baby. 

Watching her, lest she should fall; 
Children, now too, must keep busy. 

For there is work for us all. 

Work makes us cheerful and happy, 

Makes us both active and strong, 
Play, we enjoy all the better 

When we have labored so long. 
Gladly we help our dear Country, 

Quickly we come at its call. 
Children who want to be loyal 

Find there is work for them all. 

— Selected 

Suggested recitation by one of the .Tunior Reel Cross children in Iowa's Gift. 



PAGE FORTY-ONE 



YOUR LAD, AND MY LAD. 

By Randall Parrish. 

Down toward the deep blue water, marctiing to the throb of drum, 
From city street and country lane the lines of khaki come; 
The rumbling guns, the sturdy tread, are full of grim appeal. 
While rays of western sunshine flash back from burnished steel. 
With eager eyes, and cheeks aflame the serried ranks advance; 
And your dear lad, and my dear lad, are on their way to France. 

A sob clings choking in the throat, as file on file sweep by. 
Between those cheering multitudes, to where the great ships lie; 
The batteries halt, the columns wheel, to clear-toned bugle call, 
With shoulders squared and faces front they stand a khaki wall. 
Tears shine on every watcher's cheek, love speaks in every glance; 
For your dear lad, and my dear lad, are on their way to France. 

Before them, through a mist of years, in soldier buff or blue, 
Brave comrades from a thousand fields watch now in proud review; 
The same old Flag, the same old Faith — the Freedom of the World — 
Spells Duty in those flapping folds above long ranks unfurled. 
Strong are the hearts which bear along Democracy's advance, 
As your dear lad, and my dear lad, go on their way to France. 

Suggested as a recitation to be given as the lads in khaki come in in 
"Iowa's Gift." 



PAGE FORTV-TWO 



A BALLAD OF THE CORN. 

By S. H. M. Byers. 

Oh, the undulating prairies, 

And the fields of yellow corn, 
Like a million soldiers waiting for the fray. 

Oh, the rustling of the corn leaves 

Like a distant fairy's horn 
And the notes the fairy bugles seem to play. 

We have risen from the bosom 

Of the beauteous mother earth, 
Where the farmer plowed his furrow straight and long. 

There was gladness and rejoicing 

When the summer gave us birth. 
In the tumult and the dancing and the song. 

When the sumach turns to scarlet, 

And the vines along the lane 
Are garmented in autumn's golden wine — 

Then the land shall smile for plenty, 

And the toiler for his pain. 
When the soldiers of our army stand in line. 

With our shining blades before us. 

And our banners flaming far. 
Want and hunger shall be slain forevermore. 

And the cornfield's lord of plenty 

In his golden-covered car 
Then shall stop at every happy toiler's door. 

Oh, the sunshine and the beauty 

On the fields of ripened corn. 
And the wigwams and the corn-rows where they stand. 

In the lanes I hear the music 

Of the faintly blowing horn 
And the b-essed Indian summer's on the land. 

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AN IOWA PAGEANT. 

BY ESSA V. HATHAWAY. 
(All rights reserved.) 

A flute or violin plays Cadman's melodies, as the scene 
opens with Indian tepees in the background, but no sign of 
life visible. The Spirit of the Prairie enters in a rhythmic 
dance, interpretive of the swaying grass and general peace of 
the plains. Something of invocation enters her dance near 
the close, and she leaves as if beckoning slowly and rather 
hesitatingly towards the east. 

II. 

THE SACS AND FOXES. 

As the Spirit disappears and the Cadman melodies continue, 
the squaws and children come from the tents as if just awak- 
ening. The squaws begin working about their fires and the 
children playing. Suddenly a child sees the hunters returning 
from a distance, and as the squaws arouse themselves, the 
chorus sings "Song of Greeting," an Omaha Indian melody, 
until the braves enter with their skins and other evidences of 
their hunt, throwing them down near the tepees and fires. 
The Chief enters last, just as an Indian runner comes in from 
the opposite side and points toward the east. The Indian 
Chief takes his place in the foreground with his braves back 
of him, and the squaws and children group about the tepees. 
A Jesuit Father and a fur trader enter, the latter with his 
pipe of peace held high. The Chief knows that these are two 
of the strange white people, rumors of whom have reached 
him from neighboring eastern tribes. With their pipes held 
high in the air, he and his son, the young chief, with several 
other braves greet the strangers. A formal compact of 
peace is made by passing the pipe of peace from the chief 
to the strangers in front of the chief's wigwam. Then fol- 
lows the fur trader's exchange of trinkets for skins, with 
Father Marquette's erection cf the cross. The strangers 
leave and the Indians return to their old life. A representa- 
tion of their old sun worship is given, consisting of a dance 
around a trunk of a tree, followed by the wedding ceremony 
of the chief's son. According to the custom of the latter, a 
messenger is sent from the Indian maiden's father to the chief 
for his consent to the marriage. A short council is held by 

PAGE FORTY-SIX 



the chief and a messenger is sent back to the maiden's father. 
The girl then carries dishes, which she has prepared, to the 
young chief as an acknowledgment of her siib'servience. A 
wigwam is erected by the parents of the young chief and his 
bride. The wedding ceremony consists of escorting the two 
to this wigwam and leaving them there with gifts. In the 
midst of the dance which follows, they see the settlers coming 
in the distance, and the Indians realize that their valley is 
threatened with the encroachments of the white settlers. 
They turn to watch them, holding their positions dramatically, 
to show their sense of tragedy. Then they strike their tepees, 
pack them and leave in Indian file, showing dignified sorrow 
as they go. 

III. 

SETTLEMENT LIFE. 

The Spirit of the Prairie runs in looking here and there 
for the Indians, growing dejected and sorrowful as she looks. 
Suddenly the sound of the flute grows louder and she turns 
to see the Spirit of the Corn enter playing a pipe made from 
the stalks of the corn. She leans forward listening tensely, 
and as he approaches her she begins to dance her rhythmic 
dance as if charmed. Gradually he leads, her away, and as 
they disappear on one side, the music changes to Mendelssohn's 
Song of Labor. Several pioneer families enter looking here 
and there for a place to build a home, and pass on. Others 
follow and build a cabin while song goes on.. 

(Here may be introduced any stories connected with the 
individual community in its early days, or if there are none, 
the scene may continue as follows : ) 

From the side of the Pioneers' exit, as the Psalm of Labor 
ceases, a group of school children pass on their way to school 
with the teacher in their midst. The chorus sings "There's 
Music in the Air," as the children straggle slowly across, 
fighting, playing and hanging to the teacher. A wedding 
procession follows with the minister, bride and groom, par- 
ents, such relatives as are possible and several children. The 
chorus sings, "When You and I Were Young," and all the 
pioneers follow to the M-edding. After they have disappeared 
and the music dies away a skulking claim-jumper appears, 

PACK FORTY-SEVEN 



looking here and there as if afraid of being seen, crosses the 
stage and disappears, only to return, to scurry across again 
and to re-enter with his family, who resent his dragging them 
into the matter. Just as they disappear one of the men from 
the wedding comes hurriedly on the stage, discovers the 
claim-jumper in the distance on his claim, raises a shout 
which brings the whole crowd from the wedding and they 
rush across the stage for the claim- jumper. They return with 
him and according to early regulations, give him a start and 
then chase after him. A group of gold diggers straggle in 
by twos and threes, and make a camp for the night. The 
pioneers come back and stop. The women and children drift 
in, and they all sit about singing, or the chorus singing, "The 
Little Brown Church in the Vale." The scene closes as the 
gold diggers leave for the west and the pioneers watch them 
singing "Good Bye." 

IV. 

CIVIL WAR. 

The Spirit of the Prairie and of the Corn come dancing in 
with the Corn Spirit playing his melodies. They are in the 
midst of a dance of joy over bountiful harvests, when the 
noise of fife and drum frighten them away. 

(Follow individual history if there is anything distinctive, 
if not, continue as follows : ) 

A group of men and women begin to assemble for a mass 
meeting while the chorus sings negro melodies. News is 
brought that recruits are needed and the men and boys fall 
into an awkward drill, cheering as they march. A flag is 
presented them and they depart for the war. While they are 
gone, those left at home send off a wagon of supplies to them, 
and after the wagon is gone, occupy themselves in various 
ways, a square dance, swing, etc., until the fife and drum an- 
nounce the return of the soldiers. Before the troops have 
disbanded a messenger enters with the news of Lincoln's 
death. The crowd goes away with bowed heads, while chorus 
sings, "My Captain, Oh My Captain." 

V. 

1917—19—. 

Spirit of the Prairie and Corn enter in same dance as in 
IV, with Father Iowa between them and followed by groups 
of spirits in green like the corn spirit, boys in smocks repre- 

PAGE FORTY-EIGHT 



senting mechanics or manufacturing, by miners, by dairy 
maids, all bringing some offering to Father Iowa who stands 
at the back with the Spirit of Corn on one side and the Spirit 
of the Prairie on the other, while the chorus sings, "Iowa." 
Groups of dancers appear representing in folk dances the dif- 
ferent nationalities of Iowa. Just as the dancers finish and 
arrange themselves to the back and sides, a bugle sound is 
heard, a drum beats steadily for several seconds as the groups 
on the stage stand tense. Then comes the Spirit of '76, fol- 
lowed by a group of khaki soldiers, and another of Red Cross 
nurses who stand before Father Iowa as he raises his hands 
in blessing. As they turn to go, the Spirit of the Prairie 
runs to the front and the whole procession of Iowa's pros- 
perity and varying nationalities lead the soldiers and the 
nurses off, as Father Iowa stands alone. 

{Note. Reference for music, dances, suggestions for cos- 
tuming and staging may be had by writing Miss Essa V. 
Hathaway, 1005 Equitable Building, Des Moines.) 



IOWA'S GIFT. 

BY EMMA CASE MOULTON, Des Moines, Iowa. 

A Spectacular Presentation of Iowa's Part in the Great War. 

Time: Harvest time at end of America's first year of the great world 
war. 

Place: Iowa's throne room in God's great out-of-doors. 

Dramatic Personnae: 

Iowa — Queen of all Commonwealths. 



Note: The pageant that appears in this leaflet will be too elaborate to 
be used by small schools, so we give here a suggestive outline of a spec- 
tacular presentation of Iowa's contribution to the great war. Its pur- 
pose is to stimulate the study of Iowa's resources. No speeches are 
given, as the value of the exercise is to be gained by having these worked 
out in the schools. It is hoped that the study necessary to present this 
exercise satisfactorily may function in eager service for country througii 
the Junior Red Cross. The outline is merely suggestive. Each teacher 
will elaborate it as she sees best. Facts and figures helpful for use by 
the speaker of each group are made available in the last pages of this 
booklet. 

PAGE FORTY-IVIJVE 



HER SUBJECTS ALL LOYAL lOWANS. 

The curtain rises on stage trimmed in Autumn leaves and 
flowers. At back center on slightly raised platform stands 
a simple throne. 

It is Iowa's accounting day and hither she has summoned 
her subjects to make account of their service in the vanishing 
year. 

Music is heard and Iowa's attendants enter. Six girls 
dressed in bright colors give an interpretative dance of the 
leaves. (If this isn't possible they can enter singing an 
Autumn song) . As they finish Iowa enters. 

Iowa is a tall stately girl in russet gown with girdle of gold, 
a circlet of goldenrod on her head, a spray of goldenrod for 
her scepter. She enters slowly and thoughtfully. An attend- 
ant leads her to her throne. As she faces the audience the 
attendants salute with — "Hail! Iowa, our Iowa. Queen of all 
Commonwealths, fearless and free." 

Iowa replies that if she is fearless and free it is because 
her throne rests on the love and loyalty of her subjects and 
because over them all still floats the flag that stands for free- 
dom and Commonwealth. But happy she is not, nor has a 
right to be while just over the seas her sister republics are 
ravaged and torn by ruthless destruction. 

All her wealth, which is her glory in time of peace, is a re- 
proach in time of war, unless dedicated to the cause of right- 
eousness. 

Then she explains how this, Iowa Day, is to be a day of 
accounting; that she has summoned all her loyal children to 
come with the wealth of the year. As she stops speaking the 
sound of footsteps is heard and her subjects arrive. 

Group I. The Harvesters. 

Two boys representing corn lead the group. They carry 
stalks of ripened corn. They are followed by four girls, each 
bearing a sheaf of grain, one wheat, one rye, one oats, one 
barley. One can speak for the whole group, presenting 
Iowa's yield of grain, or each can speak for himself. As the 
grain and other products are presented they are placed about 
the throne so that at the close the stage will be a picture of 
abundance. 

PAGE FIFTV 



Group II. The Herders. 

Boys bringing the flocks and herds. The number of cattle, 
sheep and hogs raised in Iowa can be put on placards carried 
by these. 

Group III. The Dairy Maids. 

Girls with butter bowls and ladles. They can come in with 
dance or a drill, at close of which one presents Iowa with the 
yield of "Iowa gold." 

Group IV. The Miners. 

Boys wearing miners' caps and carrying picks over their 
shoulders enter with banner showing number of tons of coal, 
etc. 

Group V. The Gardeners. 

Boys and girls bringing pumpkins, squashes, bright colored 
peppers, carrots, etc., and Iowa hears the story of the war 
gardeners. 

Group VI. The Money Changers. 

Liberty Loans, War Saving Stamps, Gifts to Army Y., and 
Red Cross. 

Group VII. Boys in Khaki. 

Martial music and the lads in khaki come — Schools having 
military drill can give a drill here. 

Group VIII. The Navy. . 

Group IX, Red Cross Nurses. 

Group X. The Junior Red Cross. 

This last and largest group should be the little children. 
They come in singing the Junior Red Cross song printed in 
this booklet. Each child can represent some special activity 
of the Junior Red Cross, the knitters, the garment makers, 
surgical dressings, etc. 

If the stage is large enough the groups have taken places 
about the stage after leaving their gifts and Iowa sits sur- 
rounded by her loyal subjects and her great wealth. She is 
overwhelmed with the magnitude of their gifts and their 
unselfish allegiance. She accepts them all, not that they 
may add splendor to her throne, God forbid ! but that it may 

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give new strength to the mighty forces waging war against 
the powers of darkness. 

She steps from her throne, places on it a flag that has 
stood near, as she does this saying, "No throne of mine, but 
the holy altar of Liberty on which I place my all." 

(Curtain.) 



THE FLAG SALUTE. 



Pupils stand with right hand uplifted, palm downward, to a line with 
the forehead, close to it. In respectful salute all repeat slowly and rev- 
erently: 

*'I pledge allegiance to my Has and the reptililic for ^vhich it stands! One 
nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.'' 

At the words "to my flag" the right hand is extended towards the flag-, 
and remains so until the end of the affirmation. Tlien all hands drop to 
the side, and pupils sing "America." 

If used out-of-doors, group pupils around the flag pole; il^ witliin the 
room, the flag should be properly displayed during the salute. 

PRIMARY FLAG SALUTE. 

"I give my head, my hands, my heart, to God, and my country. One 
country, one Ians'un$;'e, one flag:." 

Touch head with right hand in military salute; extend arm forward. 
right hand over heart; point to flag. 



PAGE FIFTY-TWO 



IOWA ITEMS OF INTEREST. 

Iowa men in army- service prior to September 1 8G,(i00 

Iowa men registered for army service Sept. 12, 191S 

Financial Contributions. 

Liberty Bonds sold in Iowa under first loan $ 30,248,600.00 

Liberty Bonds sold in Iowa under second loan 83,047,400.00 

Liberty Bonds sold in Iowa under third loan 117,211,450.00 

War Saving's Stamps sold to Iowa people 31,512,113.80 

American Red Cross War Fund contributions 4,300,000.00 

Activities of the School Children. 

Junior Red Cross, number of schools organized 3,664 

Junior Red Cross, number of pupi s enrolled 210,400 

Amount raised for Junior Red Cross Fund $ 59,553.71 

Iowa Boys' and Girls' Canning Clubs, members 6,000 

Iowa Boys' and Girls' value of production $ 224,195.45 

Baby Beef clubs, value of production 30,977.57 

Pig clubs, value of production 16,364.60 

Corn clubs, value of production 122,731.75 

Other Boys' and Girls' clubs, value of production 597,238.71 



HOW IOWA HELPS SUSTAIN THE WORLD. 

Crop and Mine Production for 1917. 

Corn, bushels 410,700,000 Rye, bushels 900,000 

Winter wheat, bu 2,975,000 Hay, tons 3,887,000 

Spring wheat, bu 5,375,000 Potatoes, bushels 4,132,494 

Oats, bushels 246,950,000 Coal, value at mine ....? 21,096,408 

Barley, bushels 10,500,000 Gypsum, value at mine.. 1,811,432 

Cement, value 6,810,863 

LIVE STOCK AND PRODUCTS IN IOWA. 

Swine, no. in 1916 6,683,476 Poultry, number 1916.... 35,760,027 

Cattle, no. in 1916 4,083,171 Eggs, dozen sold 97,739,302 

Horses, no. in 1916 1,464,933 Butter, lbs. (1917) 94,269,685 

Sheep, no. in 1916 567,423 Ice Cream, gal. 1917 4,227,397 



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Rules and Regulations 
of Iowa State Parks 



Wildcat Den 



-One of the (vMbs! Unique of all 
Iowa's State (Parks 



TN Muscatine County lies one of the 
most interesting and unique vacation 
■ spots you will find. 

22078 acres in all ... . characterized 
by precipitous cliffs . . vine clad ledges 
. . and great canyons overhung with hick- 
ory, elm. maple and chestnut oaks . . 
and under foot, native wild flowers and 
rare ferns, .the meeting place of the 
flowers of the North and South. Native 
animals too. at Wildcat Denl Foxes, 
coyotes, coons, opossum and gopher . . 
the home too of many species of Northern 
songsters. An old mill used up to the 
present time is a reminder of early 
settlers in Iowa. At Wildcat Den. all 
the wondrous handiwork of Nature, 
— rugged, untrampled and unmarred, 
holding forth promise of a delightful 
sojourn for all who visit there. 



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Persons caught carelessly starting a fire 





State Board 01 Conservation, 


12. 


other products from state parks. 


13. 


Keep the park neat and clean. 


14. 


The park custodians are ordered to re- 


15. 


Persons using offensive language or guilty 
of any other unlawful acts are subject to 
arrest by the police officer. 


16, 


Separate areas will be used for picnics 


17. 


Please register with the custodian. 





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Lost Island Lake 

—A Charming Spot for the Vacationist 

CUCH a restful place, —Lost Island Lake 
^ and State Park, —the waters of the 
lake furnishing opportunity for water 
sports. Shore-lines and banks are won- 
derfully picturesque with their purple 
iris, and marsh grasses. Twenty-seven 
acres of timber land, should you prefer a 
hiking jaunt ; modern bathing and shelter 
facilities make your sojourn perfect. 

Lewis and Clark 
Park 

-Combines oKatuve's beauty with 
Historical Interest 

T YING in Monona County, right at an 
"^ oxbow lake, formerly the channel of 
the Missouri River, —you'll find the Lewis 
and Clark State Park. A good fishing 
lake . . and formerly a good lake for hunt- 
ing. 700 acres of beautifully wooded 
areas laden with all the native trees and 
flowering shrubs. 




LIBRflRV OF CONGRESS 



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Eldora 
Pine Creek 







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LOCATED on the Iowa Rii 
of 236.42 acres with all sorts of 
interesting outcrops of coal, sandstone 
and fine clay deposits. Good bathing 
and swimming to be enjoyed here, Rough 
topography— lending to the beauty of 
the whole; remarkably rare island plant 
life to be seen, —a delight to the nature- 

Rice Lake 

A BEAUTIFUL shore line along Rice 
Lake. Heavily timbered with hard 



Okamanpedan 
State Park 

TN Emmet County, is Lake Okaman- 
■'■ pedan bi-sected by the Iowa-Minne- 
sota state line. Of historical interest, 
the name was given the lake by the Sioux 
Indians. The name was later recorded 
and maintained by the first early French 
explorer, Nicollet. The historic nesting 
place of the great herons . . a beautiful 
wooded tract adjoining the l&ke. 





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Bo ^ometfjing 



Do something for somehody, somewhere 

While jogging along life's road; 
Help some 07ie to carry his burden, 

And lighter will groiv your load. 
Do something for somehody gladly, 

'Twill sweeten your every care; 
In shaiing the sorroivs of others. 

Your own are less hard> to bear. 
Do something for somebody, striving 

To help ivhere the ivay seems long; 
And the homeless hearts that languish 

Cheer up with a little song. 
Do something for somebody always. 

Whatever may be your creed — 
There's nothing on earth can help you 

So much as a kindly deed. 

■ — J. S. Cutler. 



